|The day we moved into our "new" house.|
It is so funny what our kids remember. She does not remember going to the Pacific Northwest and seeing Mt. St Helen’s and the Pacific Ocean. She doesn’t remember meeting Mickey Mouse at Disney World or her first birthday party with the whole extended family in attendance. She remembers the fun of watching t.v. in the kitchen because the house was a mess of boxes and disorganization. She remembers sharing a cookie with a friend at school. It makes me wonder why we, as parents, bother making fancy plans and doing big, exciting things. The moments that stand out in our children’s minds are those simple things that we don’t even really plan but just happen in everyday life.
A few of my friends and I were recently discussing that old debate about quality time vs. quantity of time. We all agreed that the idea of quality time being enough was a little bit of a delusion on the part of super busy parents and child-rearing “experts”. In our experiences, as home schooling mothers,